Psalms 57
1 Unto the end. May you not destroy. Of David, with the inscription of a title, when he fled from Saul into a cave. Be merciful to me, O God, be merciful to me. For my soul trusts in you. And I will hope in the shadow of your wings, until iniquity passes away.
“For the leader of the music. To be sung to the tune of “Do not destroy.” A psalm of David, when he fled from Saul in the cave.” Have pity upon me, O God! have pity upon me, For in thee doth my soul seek refuge! Yea, in the shadow of thy wings do I take shelter, Until these calamities be overpast!
2 I will cry out to God Most High, to God who has been kind to me.
I call upon God the Most High, Upon God, who performeth all things for me;
3 He sent from heaven and freed me. He has surrendered into disgrace those who trampled me. God has sent his mercy and his truth.
He will send from heaven, and save me; He will put to shame him that panteth for my life; (Pause) God will send forth his mercy and his truth.
4 And he has rescued my soul from the midst of the young lions. I slept troubled. The sons of men: their teeth are weapons and arrows, and their tongue is a sharp sword.
My life is in the midst of lions; I dwell among them that breathe out fire; Among men whose teeth are spears and arrows, And whose tongue is a sharp sword.
5 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Exalt thyself, O God! above the heavens, And thy glory above all the earth!
6 They prepared a snare for my feet, and they bowed down my soul. They dug a pit before my face, yet they have fallen into it.
They have prepared a net for my steps; My soul is bowed down; They have digged a pit before me, But into it they have themselves fallen.
7 My heart is prepared, O God, my heart is prepared. I will sing, and I will compose a psalm.
My heart is strengthened, O God! my heart is strengthened! I will sing, and give thanks.
8 Rise up, my glory. Rise up, psaltery and harp. I will arise in early morning.
Awake, my soul! awake, psaltery and harp! I will wake with the early dawn.
9 I will confess to you, O Lord, among the peoples. I will compose a psalm to you among the nations.
I will praise thee, O Lord! among the nations; I will sing to thee among the kingdoms!
10 For your mercy has been magnified, even to the heavens, and your truth, even to the clouds.
For thy mercy reacheth to the heavens, And thy truth to the clouds!
11 Be exalted above the heavens, O God, and your glory above all the earth.
Exalt thyself, O God! above the heavens, And thy glory above all the earth!
